HYMN 48. C. M. Mear. [*]

Zeal, true and false.

EAL is that pure and heavenly flame
The fire of love supplies;

e While that which often bears the name,
Is self in a disguise.

e 2 True zeal is merciful and mild, Can pity and forbear;

d The false is headstrong, fierce and wild, And breathes revenge and war.

-3 While zeal for truth the Christian warms,
He knows the worth of peace;

But self contends for names and forms,
Its party to increase.

4. Zeal has attained its highest aim,
Its end is satisfied,

If sinners love the Saviour's name;
Nor seeks it aught beside.

d 5 But self, however well employed,
Has its own ends in view;
And says, as boasting Jehu cried,
"Come, see what I can do."

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-6 Self may its poor reward obtain,
And be applauded here;

But zeal the best applause will gain,
When Jesus shall appear.

7 Dear Lord, the idol self dethrone,
And from our hearts remove;
And let no zeal by us be shown,
But that which springs from love.

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Abridge. [b]

Not go away from Christ. John vi. 67-69.

WHEN any turn from Zion's way,

(Alas, what numbers do!) Methinks I hear my Saviour say, "Wilt thou forsake me too?"

e 2 Ah, Lord! with such a heart as mine
Unless thou hold me fast,

I feel I must, I shall decline,
And prove like them at last.

-3 Yet thou alone hast power, I know, To save a wretch like me; To whom, or whither could I go, If I should turn from thee? -4 Beyond a doubt, I rest assured, Thou art the CHRIST of God; o Who hast eternal life secured, By promise and by blood.

-5 No voice but thine can give me rest, And bid my fears depart;

o No love but thine can make me blest, And satisfy my heart.

e 6 What anguish has this question stirred,

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"If I will also go?"

-Yet, Lord, relying on thy word,

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I humbly answer-No!

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HYMN 50. L. M. Carthage. [b *]

Not ashamed of Jesus. Mark viii. 38.

JESUS, and saa ashamed of thee!

ESUS, and shall it ever be,

Scorned be the thought, by rich and poor,
O may I scorn it more and more.

2 Ashamed of Jesus!-sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star;
He sheds the beams of light divine,
O'er this benighted soul of mine.

3 Ashamed of Jesus!-that dear Friend,
On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
No! when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.
p 4 Ashamed of Jesus!-yes, I may-
When I've no sins to wash away;
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fear to quell, no soul to save.

-5 Till then, (nor is my boasting vain,)
Till then I boast a Saviour slain!
And, O may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me!

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HYMN 51. C. M. Colchester. [*]

Inconstancy in Religion. Hosea vi. 4.

1Pwe hail thy sacred Name

ERPETUAL Source of light and grace,

Through every year's revolving round,
Thy goodness is the same.

2 On us, all worthless as we are,
It wondrous mercy pours;

o Sure as the heaven's established course, And plenteous as the showers.

e 3 Inconstant service we repay,

And treacherous vows renew;
False as the morning's scattering cloud,
And transient as the dew.

p 4 In flowing tears our guilt we mourn,
And loud implore thy grace,
To bear our feeble footsteps on,
In all thy righteous ways.

• 5 Armed with this energy divine,
Our souls shall steadfast move;

o And with increasing transports press On to thy courts above.

-6 So by thy power the morning sun Pursues his radiant way;

o Brightens each moment in his race, And shines to perfect day.

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HYMN 52. C. M. Canterbury. [b]

O that I were as in months past. Job xxix. 2.

WEET was the time, when first I felt

The Saviour's pardoning blood,

Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt,
And bring me home to God.

o 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed,
His praises tuned my tongue;

And when the evening shades prevailed,
His love was all my song.

-3 (In vain the tempter spread his wiles,
The world no more could charm;

I lived upon my Saviour's smiles,
And leaned upon his arm.)

o 4 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord,
And saw his glory shine;

And when I read his holy word,
I called each promise mine.
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e 5 But now-when evening shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns:

And when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.

6 My prayers are now a chattering noise,
For Jesus hides his face;

I read the promise meets my eyes-
But will not reach my case.

-7 Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail-
O make my soul thy care;

o I know thy mercy cannot fail ; Let me that mercy share.

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HYMN 53. 8s. Bethany. [b]

Faith fainting.

NCOMPASSED with clouds of distress,

E Just ready all hope to resign,

I pant for the light of thy face,
And fear it will never be mine:
p Disheartened with waiting so long,
I sink at thy feet with my load;
All-plaintive I pour out my song,
And stretch forth my hands unto God.

-2 Shine, Lord, and my terror shall cease;
The blood of atonement apply;

And lead me to Jesus for peace,The rock that is higher than 1: o Speak, Saviour, for sweet is thy voice; Thy presence is fair to behold;" -Attend to my sorrows and cries,e My groanings that cannot be told. -3 If sometimes I strive, as I mourn, My hold on thy promise to keep; o The billows more fiercely return, And plunge me again in the deep. -While harassed and cast from thy sight, The tempter suggests, with a roar, d" The Lord has forsaken thee quite; "Thy God will be gracious no more." e 4 Yet, Lord, if thy love has designed No covenant blessing for me, Ah, tell me, how is it I find Some pleasure in waiting for thee?

o Almighty to rescue thou art;
Thy grace is my shield and my tower:
o Come, succour and gladden my heart,
Let this be the day of thy power.

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HYMN 54. 7s. Fairfax. [b]
Self-Examination.

1 IS a point I long to know,
TSA tenses anxious thought:

Do I love the Lord, or no?
Am I his, or am I not?

2 If I love, why am I thus?
Why this dull, this lifeless frame?
Hardly, sure, can they be worse,
Who have never heard his name.
3 Could my heart so hard remain,
Prayer a task and burden prove-
Every trifle give me pain-
If I knew a Saviour's love?
e 4 When I turn my eyes within,
All is dark, and vain, and wild;
Filled with unbelief and sin—
Can I deem myself a child?
5 If I pray, or hear, or read,
Sin is mixed with all I do;
d You who love the Lord indeed,
Tell me is it so with you?

o 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my sin a grief and thrall;
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all?

7 Could I joy his saints to meet,
Choose the ways I once abhorred-
Find, at times, the promise sweet,
If I did not love the Lord ?

-8 Lord, decide the doubtful case!
Thou, who art thy people's sun,
Shine upon thy work of
grace,

If it be indeed begun.

9 Let me love thee more and more,

If I love at all, I pray;

If I have not loved before,

Help me to begin to-day.

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